Every good quality runs into a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous are not far from the prodigal, the brave man is close to the bully; he who is very pious is slightly sanctimonious; there are just as many vices to virtue as there are holes in the mantle of Diogenes.

Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched.

When two souls have finally found each other, there is established between them a union which begins on earth and continues forever in heaven.

I think, therefore I doubt.

He does not weep who does not see.

Profound hearts, wise minds, take life as God makes it; it is a long trial, and unintelligible preparation for the unknown destiny.

The omnipotence of evil has never resulted in anything but fruitless efforts. Our thoughts always escape from whoever tries to smother them.